A Shorn Sheppard

We beetled back into the hills of Zihuatanejo this morning inside the Bourdin's VW one more time. Carol and Nancy returned to a woman who is not only studying the Bible but surprising her neighborhood by letting everyone know she is doing this. Apparently her past makes this development seem very unlikely to many.

Wayne and I re-visited a mother of two who shows interest and who today asked about the condition of the dead. I showed her Ecclesiastes 9:5, "The dead are conscious of nothing at all" and asked her how she understood that. She understood it just fine although the contrast with what she has long been wrongly taught about heaven and hell took some digesting.

This woman and her husband need a new front door on their very humble dwelling. She said they are saving up to buy wood, and have one made and installed. Wayne told them he has years experience as a carpenter and if they buy the wood, he'll make and install the door for them for free.

Later we paused for essential liquid refreshment.

You can see my choice of drink in the above photo. It is fizzy mineral water lightly flavored as lemonade and for me a cold one of those is the perfect beverage for a hot, sunny day. The large calculator is used to show English speakers the amount due. This man was amused when I asked if I could take this photo. During the moment I took out my phone/camera his face had returned to neutral.

When I alluded to my discomfort over needing a haircut the Bourdins brought me to Perla's shop. She is studying the Bible with Witnesses and is the one who decorated the toenails of Carol and Linda. As you might imagine, I had initial misgivings about having my hair cut by a toenail painter. But she is also a hairdresser, and a barber, and did excellent work.

Next Carol and Nancy had toenail decoration maintenance. 

The above photo shows Perla's shop (with curtain on the right and Wayne seated at left). As you can see it is a concrete cubicle with a metal door that comes down at closing time, same as at right.

Further to the right a dog approached closed doors, sniffed at the narrow slit at bottom, lay down on one side, and began clawing and struggling his way sideways through that tight space. It was a very tight squeeze but he made it. I caught him halfway through, hind legs wagging.

Then we all said goodbye to Perla. Below is Wayne waving to her husband ...

This evening we were invited to Jack and Linda's for supper, which was excellent, and we enjoyed the sunset from their 17th floor balcony ...

No visible sun this evening but no shortage of fireworks either.

Carol and I also took one another's picture while on the balcony ...

To give you some sense of being on the 17th floor balcony I offer the photo below ...

Alas, we became too absorbed in conversation to remember to take a photo of everyone at supper.

And so it goes.

Quote of the Day:
"Why don't you get a haircut? You look like a chrysanthemum."
- P.G. Wodehouse.